The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 333 Blood stained China, never give up!

After the edict was read out, the whole square turned into a sea of ​​cheers.

Whether it was soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army or ordinary residents of Jinyang City, they all cheered loudly.

The enemy for thousands of years was finally wiped out, the border troubles that had plagued Bingzhou for many years were completely eliminated, and the hatred of Xihe County was finally avenged.

This big victory is a heartwarming victory!

Yan Zhong held the imperial edict in his hand and couldn't be calm for a long time.

The edict he read was written by Xu An.

This edict really swept away the dullness in his heart, and the words in the edict have an aura of convincing the world.

"The lesson of eternal vicious rebellion, venting the anger of gods and men..."

As an eternal warning to vicious rebels, vent the common anger of the gods and the world.

"Don't go beyond your ambitions and show punishment, and keep your righteousness in order to enjoy peace."

Don't think about overstepping to try disciplinary measures, each guards his own duty and enjoys a peaceful and prosperous world.

This edict made Yan Zhong firmly believe that Xu An had the destiny of heaven.

If not a man of destiny?How can such a majestic article be written.

It is easy to write beautiful articles, but it is so difficult to write such a majestic and mighty imperial edict that makes people feel excited just by looking at it and listening to a sentence.

Yan Zhong put away the imperial edict in his hand, retreated slowly, and sat back beside Xu An again.

"call out----"

The wooden whistle sounded for a long time, and the thunderous cheers slowly died down amidst the whistle.

"Ugh——"

Thirty-six huge horns were simultaneously sounded by thirty-six warriors of the Yellow Turban Army.

The huge sound spread throughout the square in an instant.

The sound of horseshoes sounded immediately, and one hundred and eight cavalrymen from the Xiaoqi Battalion galloped out from the predetermined place.

These one hundred and eight people are all wearing yellow scarves on their helmets and khaki war robes. They are just their military flags, but only the first leading soldier is holding a khaki banner, which is Xiaoqi. battalion flag.

The rest of the people were holding flags of different styles and flags, and the colors of those flags were all black.

Loud noises slowly came from three sides of the square, and someone recognized the black banners.

"No mistake, that is the flag of the Xiutu tribe..."

An old man with gray hair shouted excitedly.

He used to be a member of the Han army in Yanmen County. When he joined the army, he often dealt with the Xiutu tribe of the Xiongnu outside Yanmen County.

The flag of the Xiutu tribe, he will never forget it until his death.

A military flag was identified.

Wei Tiqi, the eagle wolf who was maintained, also explained the origin of those military flags for those who didn't know what was going on around the square.

Now the knights in the square were walking down the high platform, and the black and black banners in their hands were all the Xiongnu army flags captured in the first battle of Shuofang.

There is even the largest banner, the Dazhu Banner, which is the king's banner of the Xiongnu Chanyu.

One hundred and seven flags were uniformly discarded under the high platform. Hundreds of cavalrymen from the Xiaoqi Battalion rode their horses back and forth, trampling on the one hundred and seven black banners. This action aroused waves of cheers.

As the music changes, it is unknown that it is the cavalry of the Xiaoqi Battalion.

One after another, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army formed a square formation and began to march slowly around the square.

More than [-] Yellow Turban soldiers formed more than [-] tight square formations, and they marched forward holding their banners high.

These soldiers took the same leg every time, and the distance traveled by each step was not even the slightest difference.

A phalanx consists of more than two hundred people, but these two hundred people are like one person.

On the high platform, the one who was out of place with the generals of the Yellow Turban Army was a Wuhuan man with a left lapel.

He was invited by Xu An to watch the ceremony. He was the envoy of Shanggu Wuhuan, and his name was An Puyan.

The sight in front of him made An Boyan feel extremely uncomfortable.

When Nanlou led the Wuhuan people to the battlefield, the war was basically over, and they could only speculate on the strength of the Yellow Turban Army based on the brutality of the fighting on the battlefield.

But today, when An Boyan saw the more than [-] infantry in the square, he felt a little fear.

An Puyan has seen countless armies, he has seen the cavalry of his own clan, the warriors of Xianbei, and the trilogy of the Han army, but this is the first time he has seen such a magnificent and enthusiastic army.

The murderous aura rushing towards his face was impossible to fake.

Whether it is military appearance or military appearance, this army is undoubtedly a powerful army in the world.

Hundreds of people looked like one person, which greatly shocked An Boyan. He had never seen such an army.

An Puyan recalled the family history of the Yellow Turban Army, and he knew that the army in front of him was definitely a strong army that could fight hundreds of battles.

Looking at the groups of Yellow Turban soldiers in iron armor in the center of the square, An Boyan just wanted to sigh. Fortunately, they are not enemies now.

Because he couldn't think of how Wuhuan in Shanggu could defeat the Yellow Turban Army.

Now the [-] flags that were trampled on were the banners of the various tribes of the Xiongnu, but An Puyan always felt that if their king Nanlou led Shanggu Wuhuan to go to war with the Yellow Turban Army.

Then at the next ceremony, the flag that was trampled on might be Wuhuan's flag.

An Puyan's heart was slightly cold, he looked at Xu An who was not far away.

Xu An seemed to have noticed his gaze, turned around and smiled at him.

An Boyan also forced a smile, and then quickly looked away.

The exalted atmosphere in the square really made him unable to laugh. The waves of shouts and deafening cheers made An Boyan very uncomfortable.

Xu An wanted to invite Shanggu Wuhuan to watch the ceremony, just to make Shanggu's Wuhuan feel intimidated.

Showing off his power and showing off his military power has dispelled his disobedience.

Twenty phalanxes walked slowly around the square and returned to the center of the square.

The warm atmosphere infected everyone present, and everyone's face was full of excitement. Under such an atmosphere, it was difficult for anyone not to blend in.

Xu An stood on the edge of the high platform, receiving the cheers of the crowd.

A group of generals and schools of the Yellow Turban Army followed behind him, and they were also overwhelmed by the warm atmosphere.

"The swan geese come and go, the land of the previous generations remains the same, the bears revive the brigade, and the news of Huang Tian's virtue..."

The drums sounded, and everyone was silent.

Xu An also spoke slowly, his voice was sonorous and powerful, full of appeal.

The breeze brought Xu An's voice very clearly into the distance.

"Those high-ranking officials and aristocrats, those aristocratic families have not disappeared, our compatriots, our comrades, they are still suffering from exploitation and suffering..."

"Bingzhou has been decided, but our footsteps will not stop..."

On the high platform, the eyes of all the generals of the Yellow Turban Army were fixed on Xu An.

"Until the day when the world is liberated, we will never stop fighting, we will never give up resistance, we will never stop!"

"We will never give up, we must win, and the day of victory will definitely come!"

On the square, all the people were listening to Xu An's words.

"Hair is like a leek, cut it back to life, head like a chicken, cut it and sing again. Officials need not be feared, but ordinary people should never be underestimated!"

Xu An was impassioned.

"Even if that victory will cause us to shed blood to infect China, we will not give up!"

Xu An stopped speaking.

Then came the sound of a mountain whistling like a tsunami, and the thunderous sound rose from the square and resounded through the sky.

It rolled from various army formations, it was a passionate and loud roar that burst out from the throats of more than [-] soldiers.

"Blood in China, don't stop!"

More people were infected. They raised their arms and shouted angrily towards the high platform.

(End of this chapter)